Whispered In A Heart

(A Mother’s Day Poem)

 

Once again it’s Mother’s Day

That special time of year

Fond memories once more return

Of someone who’s held so dear.

 

She’s that very lovely lady

The one who’s gentle touch

Stir our hearts with gladness

Because she means so much.

 

Words could never tell her

Just how much she’s held dear

But there, whispered in a heart

Where no one else can hear.

 

They’re pictured in a mind

That time cannot erase

Like a flower in full bloom

I see her precious face.

 

 

Shirl Lacey Nevins